Sunday, June 09, 2013

This a truly ugly pitching matchup. I have the privilege of witnessing it in person. As exciting as a great day game at the Yard sounds, this one could be scary to see. Magill was called up to replace Ted Lilly, who again goes to the DL. One has to figure this is near the end of the road for Lilly. And one has to hope so; he's almost but not quite entirely ineffective.

Word is that Hanley Ramirez is having more hammy problems and will be getting an MRI on what has to be the most over-used MRI scanner in existence.

Everyone pray to Cuban Jesus and maybe, just maybe, we'll get a series win out of this.

@Dusty...I don't request the throwing of the beer lightly. I can't remember if it was the 77 or 78 World Series that the yankmees won in or yard, but after the game we were walking through the concourse and there were some yankmee fans celebrating a little to much. I was barely a teenager and over emotional about the loss. I grabbed my mom's beer and threw it in their fucking faces. When they started to step towards me, my brother stepped in front of me and said "Don't touch her". The weiner yanmee fans walked away dripping beer. I'm not saying it's right to throw beer in someone's face, but it feels oh so good.

That is one of the bedt stories, Karen! Why were you holding that back?

Reminds me of a few yrs ago wen Yankmes were in town. At the end of the game we had but then let go, a mouthy piece of shit Yankme fan was walking up the stairs past me. He was rotund and looked like Jaba Chamberlain so i started getting mouthy with him. Neither of us backed down. It started to get real, then out of nowhere a bunch of homies surrounded me and had my back - some hardcore bald tattooed long pant wearing white t-shirt having cholos. It could only have gone one way and Joba backed off.

@Dusty...I love it when we go gan sta!! What I left out of that story was that after all the beer throwing stuff happened, we were in my mom's car in the parking lot and my bro, David, saw some more yankme fans getting ready to walk by us. David timed it perfectly and threw the car door open to nail those yankme bastards! For the fact that we had just lost the World Series, David and I were feeling pretty damn good.